Archives for September 2017

Incubating. What does that mean, someone recently asked. This person had first asked if I was taking a break, now that my new book is finished and in production. Lord, no, I said. Writing is what I do. It’s what I think about when I’m up the creek without a paddle – e.g., in the dentist’s waiting room, in the supermarket checkout line, or lying awake at two in the morning worrying about nuclear war. Writing keeps me sane.

Not to mention the fact that I already have a contract for my next book, which is a sure thing for enforcing inspiration.